12 December, 2012

Travel Diary 4 Mui Ne

We Traveled from Ben Tre through Saigon to a smaller coastal town called Mui Ne. The bus ride was a grueling 8 hours. The most Grueling was the traffic in Saigon, it was bumper to bumper, and it just felt like it was going forever. the ride started at 7 in the morning  and was full of adventure from the second we got on the bus. I was amazed there was more chickens being transported than people, not quite but they were wrapped up in these woven bags. the guy sitting next to us had about 6 bags all around his feet with all these chickens crowing simultaneously like and orchestra but without the instruments. The bus had 3 people working it one person was driving, the other was more like a working conductor he would be popping his head out of the bus waiving his head and hands around, getting peoples money for the tickets, he also worked like a second pair of eyes for the driver directing him around difficult situation. if you didn’t like cigarette smoke this was not the place for you people were lighting up cigarettes left, right and center. we got really good seats though right up the back of the bus with a huge amount of leg room. the conductor also was really helpful calling us a cab just be fore we got to the last stop, so when we arrived at our destination the taxi was waiting for us. something i though was going to be a painful exercise turned out to be OK.

Mui Ne is a different type of feeling as it has a HUGE amount of Russian tourist, they certainly stand out, and it seems things are tailored for this large influx, my girlfriend being Ukrainian was surprised to be able to read the majority of the restaurant signs that were all in Russian. since the full solar eclipse in 1995 people traveled here and the tourist industry boomed from there. The town itself has a few cool attractions, for the rich there is 5 star beach resorts every where, there is also budget accommodation, there is Jeep hire,ones that the Americans look as though they left here, bike hire, a  quite a large coastal fishing village,  some massive Sahara like sand dunes, and water sports galore as it is always windy here. Once again there is a mass abundance of good food and really cheap beer if that is your thing. We borrowed a scooter for the day and rode around looking at all the attractions, we went to the Sahara sand dunes during the day, probably better to do it in the around dusk. Things slow down here around 12:00 – 3:00, people go home and rest, sort of like the siesta in Spain.

The sand dunes was a beautiful thing to see at dusk as it turns the colour of the sand golden. Below are the shots of the traditional fishing village, all the boats out on the ocean have the exact same look, the other type of boat is a round type of boat that looks like it is made of thatched vines that is treated, these look very cool when there is a heap of them out on the ocean bobbing around.

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